[ This god damn mutual understanding that they have is starting to bleed heavily into what they're doing, and Dabi can't figure out it he actually likes that, or if he hates how understanding it is. They're villains, after all. They're not supposed to be like this.
But they still dig at each other when they can, and Shigaraki makes that more than apparent as he snorts when Dabi moans. Asshole, Dabi thinks to himself, but it's still good. It's this constant back and forth of power they lord over each other, and he likes it.
He especially likes it when the other man starts using his tongue along his fingers, and Dabi slides his thumb along his cock in the same fashion, emulating the other man's moves. It's damn good. It feels like Shigaraki is on him, even when he's not, and that's such a new and different sensation that Dabi thinks he might fully get off on it very soon.
It's the bites to his finger that do it. There's one sharper bite and it pushes Dabi over the edge, his strokes faster and harder, hips bucking up as he lets out a breathless moan, spilling into his hand with a rather forceful jerk. He keeps stroking himself, lost in the sensation, hips sliding forward in the chair as he says the other man's name. ]
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Date: 2018-07-09 06:35 am (UTC)But they still dig at each other when they can, and Shigaraki makes that more than apparent as he snorts when Dabi moans. Asshole, Dabi thinks to himself, but it's still good. It's this constant back and forth of power they lord over each other, and he likes it.
He especially likes it when the other man starts using his tongue along his fingers, and Dabi slides his thumb along his cock in the same fashion, emulating the other man's moves. It's damn good. It feels like Shigaraki is on him, even when he's not, and that's such a new and different sensation that Dabi thinks he might fully get off on it very soon.
It's the bites to his finger that do it. There's one sharper bite and it pushes Dabi over the edge, his strokes faster and harder, hips bucking up as he lets out a breathless moan, spilling into his hand with a rather forceful jerk. He keeps stroking himself, lost in the sensation, hips sliding forward in the chair as he says the other man's name. ]
Tomura.
[Fuck]